Produced By: Huh? Studios

Created By: Me, known as Joieme, Joeskipsey, and sometimes Joeshmoe.

Advance Wars: Unscripted

Disclaimer: I do not own Advance Wars, though I borrow it from my pal Tory sometimes. I do not own or take purple pills. I do not own the reviews given to me that have instituted a change or two. I do not own anchovies. I do not own spam. I do not own Speedo. I do not own Meanwhile, back at the ranch. I do not own the argument of Boxers or Briefs. I do not own Stupidity. I do not own Bob the Soldier. I do not own battle computer. I do not own The Beatles hit "Yellow Submarine".

Disclaimer: I disclaim all responsibility from lawsuits of any kind. By reading this fic, you cannot charge me for breaking any copyright laws. Or the Young Offenders Act.

Joe: Hello again! I just love these things. You can write whatever you want, whenever you want. I like to read. See? Oh, this thing is fun. Sorry if there are spelling errors, I kinda did this in a week, working on comps I can only use irregularly. Reviews are welcomed, no reviews… acceptable. But not recommended.

Andy: Thank you for reviewing, and saving me from the purple pills, Keeper of the scarf! My Hero! Weeps

Joe: And thank you Starfoxrocks, and Muk master for reviewing. Bows

Advance Wars: Unscripted, Chapter 3: Air Ace-hole

Andy: Now what?

Joe: I don't know. It's your game!

Andy: So?

Joe: Whatever. Lets go to those islands over there.

Andy: Wheeee! We're going on a vacation!

Joe: No, we're not. And don't you dare start singing!

Meanwhile, back at the ranch…uh, I mean, Green earth…

Eagle: What the poo!? Some weird Mall kid attacked us!

Random Soldier: Maelstrom.

Eagle: Oh, right. Wait, did you just correct me?

Random Soldier: Uhhhhh… No?

Eagle: Good! Otherwise you'd have HAD TO DIE!

Random Soldier: EEEEEEPPPP!

Eagle: But you didn't so… Lets go attack Orange star because they have a hyperactive kid that looks like the one that attacked us, but couldn't possibly be because he was fending off an invasion, and the kid we saw was a mission obsessed freak. Plus, nobody likes anchovies.

Random Soldier: How does that work out?

Eagle: Well, he didn't hang up the receiver, tried to call the pizza place, and wanted a large with extra Anchovies.

Random Soldier: What's wrong with anchovies? I love 'em.

Eagle: ARGH! SPAWN OF SPAM! Shoots soldier

Drake: What the deuce!?

Eagle: An… an… An Anchovy lover!

Drake: Oh. Well, just get the recruiters to ask if they like anchovies.

Eagle: NEVER! It's the right course of action. You know we never do anything logical.

Drake: Oh, right. Ok then, go attack the guy from orange star, while I stay here to secure Green earth by tanning on the deck wearing a Speedo.

Eagle: How will that fortify us?

Drake: The enemy will be puking too much to attack. See?

Eagle: barf Blarf! Weapon of Mass Disgustion! It's Decided!

Drake: The pointless attack?

Eagle: No, Boxers or Briefs. Definitely Boxers.

Day 17

Andy: Where the wrenchs is the attacky person?

Joe: I Don't know…

Andy: Maybe he was attacked by yellow comet? Looks at Kanbei

Kanbei: We all hic Live in a Yellow Submarine! A yellow hic Submarine, A Yellow Submarine!

Joe: Hmmm… Nah, Kanbei's wasted.

Kanbei: Inebrieated!

Joe: Actually, the word is inebriated, and you're not supposed to be here yet.

Kanbei: Oh… Well I'll be going then. Be fighting you later! Hops into yellow submarine In the Navy!

Joe: Good riddance.

Day 32

Eagle: Ha ha ha! Makes very flashy entrance to hide the fact he's OLD!

Joe: Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz…

Andy: yawn Oh… Finally. Where were you?

Eagle: I was… I don't know… Hmmm…

Andy: Oh well, you here now!

Eagle: Or am I?

Andy: Uh… Yeah, you are.

Eagle: Oh, okay. Time to fight!

Andy: Yes! Lets GO! Makes a recon

Eagle: Muwa ha ha ha! You can't win! All his units explode for no apparent reason What's going on!?

Battle Computer: Low Fuel, Danger! Low Fuel, Danger! Explodes

Eagle: I knew I should've put more than 5 bucks in!

Random Soldier: That's what I said when we stopped at the Blue Moon Esso.

Eagle: Wow! You're Smart! You are now my chief smart guy. You shall no longer be Random Soldier. You are now… Bob the soldier!

Bob the Soldier: Whatever. We're all dead anyways. Plus, you shot me back in Green Earth. Dies again

Victory screen appears

Andy: Yes! I always win! Except when I don't!

Joe: ZZZZzzzzzz… What? Huh? Who? What is going on!?

Andy: I beat Eagle!

Joe: You mean I slept through it? I guess Eagle must be even stupider than you. How can he breathe? More Importantly, what's for lunch?
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There we go. Another chapter, and you can enjoy the fruits of my labors. They're apples. And remember, you can get farther with a kind word and a sub-machine than with a kind word alone.

Next Chapter: Chapter 4: I don't know yet, wait until I borrow it again!